"When...... While...... When ......"

In the southern suburbs of Luoyang City, the continuous sound of bells came from far away from the Zen courtyard on the mountain, resounding throughout the four fields.

The farmers in the deserted village at the foot of the mountain are all suspicious, the morning bell and dusk drum of the Zen Monastery on the mountain have been the same for decades, and it seems that it has never changed, how can the bell ring in this morning today?

Oh, everyone will forget about it, this Zen temple is mysterious and mysterious on weekdays, never open the temple door to accept pilgrims like other temples, the monks of the Zen temple are also all fierce and evil, a few days ago they were like mad dogs to search for something.

Who knows what madness they are going to have today?

On the square of the Zen Temple, the flames were blazing on the pyre, **** the remains of the old monk who was sitting cross-legged and emaciated.

The sound of the bell was deafening, but it could not hide the chanting of the hundreds of monks sitting around the fire:

“...... It is a person who is more able to pay homage to the image of the earth and recite its name ten thousand times in three or seven days, and deserve to be the bodhisattva who has no boundless body and is told that he is a human dependent; or in a dream, the bodhisattva is a great divine power, and he is a human being, in the world, and in all his dependents. It can also recite the name of the Bodhisattva a thousand times a day, as for the thousand days, it is a person who deserves to be sent by the Bodhisattva to the land and ghosts, lifelong protection, rich food and clothing in this world, no suffering, and even things do not enter the door, not to mention the body. After all, it is a human being, and the Bodhisattva has been awarded the ......"

Among the monks, a beautiful woman in a light green dress and fluttering fairy is particularly eye-catching, even if there are four profound holy monks standing beside her, she still gives people a strange feeling of being left behind and independent.

Fan Qinghui folded her hands, opened and closed her lips, and recited the "Dizo Honwan Sutra" with the monks, her pretty face was full of tranquility and holiness, and she was extremely pious.

However, no one knew, and she was secretly disdainful in her heart: her aunt and grandmother just found a random place to drop the corpse of the old monk, and these bald donkeys had been looking for half a month to find them, all of which were rice buckets that wasted sesame oil and vegetables......

Fortunately, she has already seen through the essence of the eagle dogs in the world - there is no three-corpse brain god Danzi**yin**supplement**yang, no matter how high the martial arts are, the dogs are powerless to do things!

After a long bang, the old monk's body was burned into charcoal in the fire curtain, and finally turned to ashes.

From now on, he will automatically take over the position of Zen master, and he will be in full name. When the firewood was gradually extinguished, the Dharma Protector monks packed up the ashes and searched for the relics, and sent them to Houshan Tallinn for worship.

"Now the evil end of the demon gate is rampant, poisonous and vicious, it coincides with Qinghui's entry into the world to practice, it can be seen that there is a fate in the underworld, and the heavens have a great task to Qinghui you set things right and help the right path.

Fortunately, Qinghui Qing is better than the blue, whether it is kendo or Zen gong, it is better than the teacher, and it will live up to high expectations, and the poor monks are very pleased.

It is ashamed to say that the poor monks and others have been defeated by the hands of the Black Sky Demon Venerable in this incident with the clan, which has caused it to be arrogant and noisy.

If the strength is not enough, the poor monks will do their best to help. ”

Fan Qinghui saluted eleven times, and responded softly: "Zen bishop's teachings, disciples remember." ”

Secretly, they are very insightful of these monks' thoughts, it is nothing more than that they are entangled with the Black Sky Demon Venerable for more than a month, they can't beat it, they can't catch up with it, and if they go on again, their old faces are all lost, and they wish she would come to take over this hot potato.

Master Jiaxiang followed up and said: "This time I lost the He's Bi, the poor monk is to blame, I just hope to help the fairy to find the treasure as soon as possible, so that it will not be abused by the evil people of the Demon Gate and cause trouble to the world."

There is a disciple under the poor monk and the Taoist sect, the law is called a great virtue, and the martial arts are acceptable, the poor monk has sent a letter ordering him to come to the fairy to listen to the dispatch, and I hope that the fairy will not dislike him for being dull and unbearable......"

Fan Qinghui smiled and said: "The master is too modest, and the famous teacher must be a high apprentice?" If there is the right-hand man of the great virtue, it is too late for Qinghui to rejoice!"

Having said that, how could she not see that this tall and thin monk was cunning?

It's just lazy and inactive, and Jiaxiang, a tall and thin monk, seems to be kind enough to send good disciples to help, but in fact, in addition to shirking responsibility, it is not without the meaning of letting his right-hand man be a great virtue to monitor himself, urge himself, and even compete with himself for credit......

Of course, although she had long suspected that the fairy of Cihang Jingzhai was just a signboard and thug of Buddhism, she had never been obediently aware of being a cow or a horse for the bald donkeys.

Do what you like, and how many old bald beaks do you get?

As for the division?

Hey, Shizun has been away from the world for more than ten years, why did he just come out of the mountain with his front foot, and Shizun quietly traveled out of the mountain with his back foot, is it not to search for a desirable girl and then accept a good apprentice?

What's more, whether it is the experience of the two lives, or the secret of the 'Broken Void' mentioned in the [Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Method] and the [Cihang Sword Codex], she has seen through the illusion that the human world is only a certain level, how can she be confined by this level of reality?

In this case, what restraint can the general moral standards of the world, or even the rules of the rivers and lakes, play in her?

What a teacher is not a teacher, it is not worth mentioning!

If it weren't for the fact that she wanted to see the masters of the world, include the crystallization of the wisdom of this world, and use it as a resource that transcends the boundaries of heaven and man, she would not have bothered to make peace with the old bald people.

He Shibi wanted to take it back, but not for the sake of Buddhism, but for her to personally try the effect of the rumored strange stone from the immortal realm to assist in cultivation.

Immortal realm, is it a more magical world that can be set foot in after transcending the boundaries of heaven and man and shattering the void in this life?

......

The torrential rain hit the surface of the lake, splashing countless waters.

Under the unintentional impetus of the wind and rain and the current, the boat kept spinning and drifting, and the two top masters in the boat still confronted each other silently, each raising their spirit to the peak state, but no one dared to move.

"Hoo ......"

A gust of wind swept the big raindrops and blew on the head and face, the coolness increased dramatically, Ning Daoqi couldn't help but smile bitterly, the luck was really bad, the momentum of nature was actually on the other side.

Sure enough, after the wind that should have swept by, all the big raindrops were already chasing after them with their strength, and they came in the face.

In the dense and misty heavy rain with blurred vision, Ning Daoqi felt that the other party's pure and flexible aura instantly became extremely cold, as if it could freeze everything, like ice and iron.

Until the moment when the wind struck, the other party had been under the close surveillance of his spiritual sense, and even if the other party was not in the rain curtain, he could still grasp the other party's mental state without mistake.

Even if the other party makes a sudden move, he is fully sure that he can make a timely counterattack, and will not let the other party take the lead and seize the opportunity of life and death in the relationship.

But at the moment when the wind hit, the other party seemed to disappear as if he were on the ground, and he couldn't sense the other party anymore, but the other party's spiritual sense was completely wrapped around him.

Only the bow of the ship sank slightly, and it should have been the other party's feet jumping off the board, but in his senses, the bow of the boat was subjected to thousands of subtle forces in different directions, so that he could not judge the direction of the other party's rise at all.

He didn't know when to make a move, let alone what kind of means the other party would use.

In an instant, the situation of the entire confrontation completely changed, and he had fallen into absolute passivity, and the opportunity was lost.

Everything only originated from a gust of wind, and the opponent's whole person and its first attack were completely integrated into this gust of wind and rain waterfall, and it was wonderful to follow its natural trend.

At the critical moment when the defeat was about to be achieved, a trace of tranquility flashed in Ning Daoqi's spiritual sense, which was the timely rain he needed most.

The other party made an all-out shot without a trace to reveal the "traces" that should not be, which was the natural overflow of the Qi machine of He's Bi carried on his body.

Ning Daoqi was blown by the strong wind, his hair fluttered, his clothes danced, his face showed a solemn look, and his body suddenly gave birth to subtle and mysterious changes that could not be described by any pen and ink, as if his sleeves were raised.

The crystal jade hand reached out from his left sleeve, and his casual fingertips closed, stabbing straight at the most powerful core of the incoming wind and rain frenzy, hitting the tip of the opponent's strength.

"Boom!"

The energy struck, making a thunderous sound.

The four waves of air broke through the heavy raindrops, outlining the figure of Shi Zhixuan who was originally hidden behind the rain curtain, which was so magical that it was hard to believe what the eyes saw.

But seeing Shi Zhixuan's body in the air, his whole body was not straight, but strangely and softly curved, like a ribbon fluttering in the wind.

The right hand and fingers are like knives, obviously just cast is a mediocre hand knife straight poke, its subtlety, only in grasping the opportunity, fit into the coincidence, the wind and rain waterfall, in one fell swoop to capture the right time, place and people, making this secret and unpredictable and multiplying the power!

In the process of flying back, Ning Daoqiqi turned around at will, trying his best to get rid of the cold and piercing feeling left by the enemy strength of his fingertips and the numbness that penetrated deep into his arm bones, and secretly sighed that the strange cold power attached to the opponent's strength was beyond imagination.

On the other hand, Shi Zhixuan, who was regrouping, immediately realized that the reason why his stormy and inevitable blow was successful was only because He Shibi was a "pig teammate" and "leaked" at a critical moment, and he couldn't help but make a mistake in secret.

However, this is the natural nature of He's Bi, which cannot be changed and is more difficult to hide, as long as it is carried on the body, it is a unique mark that is as if there is nothing, and it is mysterious and mysterious.

In desperation, Shi Zhixuan had no choice but to give up the way to win by surprise, thinking about how to defeat Ning Daoqi in a grand manner. (To be continued.) )